stream

let me go down
to the water
to wade
there are reeds at
my throat
silt between my toes

my pockets are full
of stones

the water beckons
what beautiful teeth
there is lavender
there are poesies
these are the pearls
that were

what treasures lie
lurking
in the murky undertow

come to the water
drink

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